Rise of The Bullied Lycan .Chapter 43: the gang is back together . Sleep becomes a distant memory for Ford. It isn’t even his workload from classes that’s keeping him up at night. Usually it’s just him, staring at the ceiling, replaying everything in his head and wondering if he made the right decision. He knows he dumped Dallas out of his own insecurities, and it was kind of a shitty thing to do, but all he can think about is Dallas with that girl. About all those things people said behind his back when he wore Dallas’s jersey. About how no one thought he was good enough for Dallas, even Ford himself. He wonders if Dallas is already moving on, flirting with other people, having a good time. It’s only been two weeks since his break up with Dallas and Ford is already falling apart at the seams, every part of him feeling like a fraying edge, about to unravel. Ford starts spending most of his time in the library under the guise of studying. Being alone in his dorm makes his skin

Rise of The Bullied Lycan .Chapter 45: a perfect fit . Ford nods and jumps up into Dallas’s arms, who catches him easily. Ford presses a soft kiss against Dallas’s lips and then smiles. “It means I’m yours.” “You’re serious, Ford?” Dallas asks, clasping his hands together at Ford’s back to secure him. “You’re not fucking with me?” Ford shakes his head. “I’m not,” he assures Dallas, kissing him again. “But I’m still going to be really bad at this. I’m going to need a lot of reassurances and even then I’ll probably still be dumb and insecure. I like you so much, Dallas. I’m sorry I couldn’t say those words back to you the other night, I know you probably wanted me to, but I was still so unsure of everything. I’m sure now, though. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.” Dallas’s face broke out into a huge grin. “Classic,” he breathes out, ducking down to capture

Rise of The Bullied Lycan .Chapter 47: not to kill .One of the lights were flickering in the hallway. The brisk air clanged to his thighs as he turned the door-knob to his room, the click broke the silence. Dallas had been sitting on his bed, leaned back, a look of matter-of-fact faced in Ford’s direction.”You know you make this hard for me not to do my job,”Ford didn’t respond. He pressed the door closed with his back, eyes shifting like daggers from the floor to his alpha at his words.They made eye-contact and Dallas stood up from his spot, sauntering over to the smaller, “These red eyes are cool, but I think your yellow eyes are much more beautiful.”The omega’s sense’s were still heightened, ears catching the slow beating of his alpha’s heart, the shift in his feet as he planted himself right in front of Ford. And Ford, well aware of situation, nose catching the salacious pheromones wafting from the alpha, opened his mouth and presented his elongated fangs.Dallas slid hi

Rise of The Bullied Lycan .Chapter 49: tomorrow .It had been a long and rough day. One of those days when nothing had been going right. Sure, maybe no terrible life changing events had occurred, but it was still a really bad day. Everything he had tried to do to fix it, it just went wrong instead. But Ford dealt with it the best he could, but once he had walked through the front door, the exhaustion really kicked in. His stomach growled desperately for dinner and his muscles ached for a warm shower, but instead he collapsed on the sofa with a heavy sigh, not even bothering turning on the living room lights.He wasn’t sure how long he sat there, but it was long enough that he dozed off, because suddenly he was being startled back to awareness by someone gently poking his cheek. “Huh?” He squinted, tried to adjust to the bright lights, but eventually he focused on the person who was poking him. Dallas. Of course, who else but his boyfriend? A sleepy smile appeared on his lips. “A

Rise of The Bullied Lycan .Chapter 51: another lazy Saturday .Dallas shifts one of his legs, moving it so Ford can rut against his calf. Ford quickly wraps his own leg over and bucks his hips frantically until he is coming for the second time that afternoon. Ford goes limp, gasping a little as he trembles with aftershocks.“Oh, baby,” Dallas groans. “You did so well; come here.”Ford knows he doesn’t have the strength to move, but he reaches up over Dallas’s chest so his hand can be caught, and with a heave that reveals Dallas’s well-kept secret of how much he actually works out, Ford is pulled up by his biceps until his head is level with Dallas.“Oh, you’re so messy,” he’s told, Dallas’s voice fond. He wipes at Ford’s cheeks and chin with his thumb, pushing it into Ford’s mouth to suck off. Then he pulls him down to kiss deeply.They spend a good ten minutes just kissing, bodies pressed together. When they finally pull apart, Ford smiles shyly at the way Dallas gazes at him.“Ho